The only thing that can tie each other together now is interests.
Besides profit, there is profit.
If you don't break out in the interests, you will perish in the interests...
At this moment, Mr. Nong, the man in black, is actually very worried.
To win over the Dead Ghost Army, please return Mr. He. This was his advice to the superior.
In case... deviations and accidents occur.
Then...won't we just follow Wan Duzi?
Once something goes wrong in this matter, it will definitely not be a trivial matter.
At the moment, I still feel a little uneasy in my heart.
I feel like I need to come up with a concrete plan for what I should say and do next.
At the very least, don't do it randomly.
It's about the commander's opinion of him.
He Anon! I also want to...make a career.
He Anon!
I don’t want to just be a waste.
He Anon!
I also want to stand out!
He Anon!
…
Fluctuations and tremors...
Go with the flow!
Just do it!
All kinds of nonsense needless to say.
What embellishes it is faith! belief!
Thinking about it...
downright……
"Mr. Nong."
"It seems there is still a connection between you and me."
"after."
"We can become good colleagues who depend on each other again!"
The smiles gradually grew.
Eyes twinkling, mouth corners fluttering...
All feelings can be experienced without saying anything!
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, nodded, smiled slightly, and quickly expressed what he meant.
What should be said and what should not be said is all right.
"Mr. He means..."
"Welcome back Mr. He!"
"Mr. He serves as a guiding light."
"I'm so relieved!"
The corners of his mouth were filled with smiles.
His eyes were sincere.
Thoughts are flying...
All feelings are experienced without words.
My mood became more and more cheerful.
My whole body felt inexplicably smooth.
The smile on his face gradually increased.
everything.
These are all the best arrangements.
The best arrangement...
The Dead Ghost Army left the Central Army for a month and returned again.
"this world……
"It's really... getting more and more confusing..."
"reverse……"
"Turn it over, turn it over again..."
"What...has this become..."
"I can't see clearly at all."
"It's chaos."
"Now it's... it's really chaotic..."
The sound of muttering to oneself followed.
Touch deeply.
Immediately he shook his head, and all the words on his lips suddenly seemed to have no taste...
Feeling sad.
Could it be so...
Zeng Songlin, the deputy commander of the Dead Ghost Army, watched all this silently.
It feels like a dream right now.
What was the original intention of establishing the Dead Ghost Army?
Returning so easily?
So what became of those vows that were made so solemnly in the past?
So this is all bullshit from beginning to end?
Nothing?
When I think of these.
Suddenly.
Grinning.
Invisibly.
I don't know how to express it.
He hesitated.
It pales in comparison.
Very touching.
Fragmented...
"So, the so-called original intention is just a joke..."
"Dead Ghost Army?"
"A combination of interests?"
"Returning to the mountain city, will it be the right path? Will it be the bright road?"
"these things……"
"Are they all being shattered bit by bit?"
"Crush...keep crushing..."
Feeling sad.
Suddenly, he became extremely choked up.
Zeng Songlin, the deputy commander of the Dead Ghost Army, gradually came up with some strange ideas.
He didn't want to bother anymore.
The reason why he originally wanted to break away from the Central Army and follow the middle-aged man Mr. He to create the Dead Ghost Army was not because he was really controlled and coerced by this Mr. He.
On a more level, he also wants to change.
Because in his opinion, the commander of the mountain city was not worth following.
In the future, there will not be much development and future.
From this perspective, it is understandable that he wants to change.
Water flows to lower place, man goes to higher position……
Who doesn’t want to follow Xia Guo’s future?
Without future leaders, what would be the meaning and motivation of following?
"The future of Xia Kingdom..."
"The future of Xia Kingdom..."
"If you really want to talk about the future..."
"Except Xia Guo..."
"besides……"
"who?"
"New First Division?"
"then what?"
The sound of muttering to oneself followed.
His brows were furrowed and he was sighing.
Gradually.
A lot of things are followed by total numbness.
Zeng Songlin, the deputy commander of the Dead Ghost Army, was surrounded and carried to the banquet.
The delicacies at the banquet are like chewing wax to him.
At this moment, there is no thought or thought in this regard at all.
All consciousness, at this time... seems to be collapsing bit by bit... collapsing...
The one who collapsed was not a single star...
Establish the present…Establish the present…
"Even if I don't think about myself."
"I also have to think about the one hundred thousand wolf army under my command and find a way out..."
"When I first came to Qingcheng, I had more than 200,000 wolf troops..."
"After the bloody battle in Qingcheng, only one hundred thousand were left..."
"We can no longer lead them to death..."
"The wolf army...has consumed enough land..."
"Keep on consuming it..."
"The strength of the wolf army is not even comparable to that of the small warlords who live in a corner."
"In this troubled world, strength is king..."
"If I follow the example of the commander of the Jinsui Army..."
"The Jinsui Army of the past..."
The murmurs to oneself followed, and the picture in front of me became clearer little by little...
The sense of proportion is very good at the moment.
everything.
They are all the best feelings.
"Although the commander of the Jinsui Army is basically free now."
"But the Jinsui Army under his command has now been fully integrated into the New First Division and has become a part of the New First Division..."
"Become the foundation and foundation of the new First Division..."
"It plays an irreplaceable role on the road to killing the Japanese."
"This is the path our soldiers should choose..."
"This is what we soldiers should do...this is what we should do!"
"The way out for the Wolf Army... lies in the New First Division!"
…
The eyes of Zeng Songlin, deputy commander of the Dead Ghost Army, lit up...
The picture becomes clearer and clearer.
a lot of things.
Now we have a complete arrangement!
Nothing is more exciting than this!
Passionate performance, shocking the moment!
"The Army of Dead Ghosts."
"It's okay not to wait."
"In a matter of months, things have changed."
"There are currently 600,000 troops in the city, and our wolf army only accounts for 50,000, which is only one-sixth."
"If I had told the truth that I was leaving Qingcheng to join the New First Division, I might not be able to leave here today."
"It will also be a disaster for our wolf army."
"Just in case..."
"Leave tonight..."
"Leave tonight..."
“At this time, we really can’t slack off any more.”
"Laziness... is not advisable... is not advisable..."
The sound of muttering to oneself followed.
The picture in front of me was shattered bit by bit.
The feeling of fragmentation... gradually intensifies.
Passionate interpretation room.
Everything is the best arrangement!
Talk about the present!
Silence now!
At the banquet.
Drinking and drinking each other.
Laughter...
